Chapter 4
Brett
A part of me hopes Austin will open her blinds, just to flick me off or give me some sass, but she doesn’t. Not for the next four days. She doesn’t say s**t about my request either. Which should be fine. I only brought it up to keep her close, to have a reason to talk with her and see if I can get that sweetness back on her face.
If she’ll date some d**k who stares at her t**s instead of her face... if that’s the bar, I know I can step over it. I’m better for her.
My fist nearly knocks the punching bag into the wall when I think about her choosing someone else. Seeing her with another i***t who looks at her like that jackass did. Another punch at the bag and I picture his f*****g ‘I got this b***h’ smile melting into fury when she explicitly told him no.
I was on my wa
